A vision in flannel.

This year, Amy’s birthday fell on Valloween. I’d already RSVP’d to the Valloween party, but I told Amy I’d spend a few hours doing whatever it was she wanted to do–she wanted to go to the Missing Players show at Waldo’s. So she got very dressed up–5 inch heels, skirt, boob shirt–while I put on my flannels, sweater, and wiped off my makeup ala Annie Wilkes.

A few months ago, Amy and I went out to dinner, and since we both ordered different things, and BOTH proclaimed that it was the most delicious thing to ever hit a plate, we fed each other bites. I saw a couple nearby watching us very intently, and the female half, with sweatpants tucked up underneath her voluminous bosom, mouthed the word ‘lesbians’, while the male half, watching with his mouth open, just nodded.

The above is merely context for this sentence: I never felt more like the butch half of a lesbian couple with her than when we went out on Saturday. She towered over me, the 8th and as-of-yet-unspoken-of dwarf, Flannel.

After two hours of feeling like the most conspicuously dressed person there, I said my farewells and drove to safetymonkey’s place. Valloween was in full swing, though it seems like most people didn’t put a lot of thought into their costumes–not that some of them weren’t still cool, but they didn’t fit well into the ‘love and murder’ theme.

This was evidenced by the vacuous blond gazelle chick that World of Warcraft Guy is now banging out running up to me squealing “I’m TINKERBELL! *world’s most annoying giggle*”.

I had a number of thoughts hit me simultaneously, and while I’m not happy that this sort of thing happens to me often as it makes it difficult to spout withering comebacks when you’re sputtering words from multiple thoughts at once, but for once it saved me the social awkwardness that comes with immediately saying something nasty to someone in front of her 6’3″ boyfriend. These thoughts involved “Wow, I guess the Burning Crusade isn’t as good as everyone says it is”, “Since when is a fairy with a missing chromosome a character class?”, “Squeal in my ear again and I’ll send you back to never-never land, and all the clapping in the world isn’t going to bring you back”, and “GOD DAMN IT why did I not bring a sledgehammer?”

Now before you comment with “See? It WAS an appropriate costume choice!” I would like to mention that all I wanted to do was hobble her, not murder her. So there.

Not many people ‘got’ my costume; I expected to do a lot of explaining but was completely unprepared for how many people would be entirely unfamiliar with the source material, aka the greatest mangled-love book/movie ever. “The rain. Sometimes it gives me the blues. When you first came here, I only loved the writer part of Paul Sheldon. Now I know I love the rest of him, too. I know you don’t love me, don’t say you do. You’re beautiful, brilliant, a famous man of the world and I’m… not a movie star type. You’ll never know the fear of losing someone like you if you’re someone like me. I have this gun. Sometimes I think about using it. I’d better go now. I might put bullets in it. “

AMAZING. Too bad for most people I was just the girl not wearing a costume, with a flannel shirt and bobby pins in her hair.

Monkey and Justin are starting up their Sunday BBQs again soon, when it starts to look like the weather might hold. I’m definitely looking forward to it–sitting out under the stars in the warm summer air while talking with my friends is one of my favorite parts of the season.

Next post: A scintillating girls’ day out!

4 Comments A vision in flannel.

  1. pretzelcoatl April 30, 2007 at 6:49 pm

    I would like to vote “yes” on all of those thoughts regarding the fairy girl, plz.

    Just for the record, your costume concept was awesome. I would have recognized it.

    1. admin April 30, 2007 at 7:40 pm

      I don’t feel at all that I’m being the ‘slighted girl’ posting this as she’s the sort of person who would irritate me to that level regardless.

      I got to shout at people to shut their cockadoodie mouths, and it was just as awesome as I hoped it might be.

      1. pretzelcoatl April 30, 2007 at 8:08 pm

        Ah, see, part of the reason I said that is merely because all of them were funny. The second to last one about no amount of clapping would bring her back was my favorite.


        1. admin April 30, 2007 at 8:59 pm

          I thought they were funny, too, I just wanted to stave off the inevitable “OMG UR JUST JELIS” comments.

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